The weather's been pretty decent the last couple of days. It's getting ready to storm now; there are rumblings of thunder in the distance. I let the dogs out a few minutes ago before all this started, and would have loved to have gone out with them for a bit of reading on the deck, but when I did that a couple of days ago around this time the mosquitoes ate me alive. So for the last couple of days, everything on my plate has been smothered in garlic. If someone gave me ice cream and cake, I swear I'd cover those in garlic. By this time next week, you won't want to be sitting next to me on a bus, but hopefully the mosquitoes won't either. I don't care. I'm already married and don't need to smell good to catch another mate.

Last night it rained practically all night. Glorious, beautiful rain; the kind that meant I could make less than half of my normally appointed rounds at work because each one involves opening outdoor electrical panels.